Little Big Man Novel Novels & Stories

Dymond I was thrown back into the cell. “Nile Garres hurt you, did he not? That is what that beast does.” The man rattles from the pool of water under him. “Try to get out of here while you still can. You are much too innocent.” “If you think I'm innocent, think again.” I mutter. “No matter what it is you've gone through, believe me when I tell you, that this particular billionaire is far worse. Nile is a demon in human flesh, never underestimate him.”

"Okay." A few hours later, the duo are parked in front of Catty's apartment. Sebastian hugs her good night and watches as she walks into her house. He waits till he sees the porch light come on before he drives off. He soon drives into a beautiful street of an estate and parks in front of the biggest mansion. Exiting his car he walks up to the entrance of the mansion and knocks in a specific pattern. The door comes open and he is greeted by a tall man in his mid-twenties. "Sebastian Riccardo," He is pulled into a giant hug and ushered inside.

"Even at such a young age, she had such eyes that set her apart from any other person I had ever seen in my entire life." “That was a good thing, right?” The man didn’t respond, but the complete silence was enough to take for an answer. — Little Raven. "I'm done with my mission."

Isabella’s POV It’s Christmas Day! The best day of the year, as far as I’m concerned. I’ve always loved it. Of course, this year is a little different from other years. We had brunch at Amelie and Nathan’s with all our friends and family, and watched the children open their presents. Mama and Amelie had a scavenger hunt for Logan, Marco, Marcela, and Eliza. At the end of the hunt, they found out they would be neighbors in the new year. Now my head hurts from all the squeals of joy that Marcela and Eliza peppered us with. They even concocted a plan to put a secret staircase between their bedrooms, forgetting that there is a totally other floor between them.

And he had a long nose that looked like a cursive L – L. “Sal Maan Roos Dee. He is a big writer. One of the biggest of all times. This man, see,” revealed my brother, showing the back cover of the book he had in his hands. The passport size photograph of the man on the back cover was exactly like the man I saw in my visions. I AM NOT KIDDING! I mean it! The front cover read: “An Extraordinary Novel” – The New York Review of Books ________________________________________________ MIDNIGHT’S CHILDREN

“I want to tell you what kind of book it is. Not what the back cover says you’ve read that. What I think it actually is.” I looked at the room. “It’s a book about a man,” I said. “Specifically, a particular man his hands, his voice, the strong black tea he drank every morning for thirty years, the way he cried at my school graduation and didn’t pretend he hadn’t. The way he cooked on Saturday afternoons and believed, without sentimentality, that paying full attention to the small things was the substance of a life.” I paused. “It’s also a book about what happened to him. What was constructed and deployed against him by people who found him threatening and found it convenient to remove him. W

We both turned at the voice. It was the man from yesterday. The one that had seen us kissing. “Love birds?” Carrie said, coming to stand beside us. I laughed. “He must be mistaking us,” I said, grabbing our bags. Now I was in a hurry to move. The man frowned, a little confused when we didn’t answer. Thankfully, he returned to the ship just as dad joined us. “What did I miss?” Dad asked. “Some man called our kids love birds,” Carrie casually mentioned.

I said. Ilya nodded. The mansion was a gift from the school to its richest, most powerful students — not their parents. Us. Nathaniel and William are hunters like me. Eddie and Samuel? Destroyers. Pure chaos. And the man we’re holding — Julian — does not deserve a quick death. Not even close. --- The musky scent of the basement hit me — wet walls, old iron, and blood. I walked to the holding cell. “Well,” I said, “don’t you look miserable.”